Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Finland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Toni Rubio to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alton Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
AZ,
Magma,
MDC,
Chrome,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
The Beau Brummels,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Negative Approach,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed,
The Fuzztones,
Easy Going,
Skaos,
The Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minny Pops,
Aswad,
X-Ray Spex,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
The Gun Club,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amazonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
DNA,
The Red Krayola,
Funkadelic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Howard Jones,
Bluetip,
The Young Rascals,
The Tremeloes,
June Days,
The Barracudas,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Marshall Jefferson,
James White and The Blacks,
The Residents,
Bronski Beat,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Holt,
T. Rex,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.